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When I texted her and found out she’d left town, to go over to one of the islands without telling me, I kinda lost it.
So then I brought her over to my place so I could try to explain things to her a little better, push things way forward, take control of her for hours and make her come until she basically passed out from pleasured exhaustion.
And now here I was. Wanting to see her, again, and going crazy with it because she was too busy.
And just trying to keep my shit together so I didn’t scare her away.
She was new.
It was intense between us the other night.
That was what I kept telling myself.
Give her space.
She was overwhelmed, maybe. I thought I’d taken care of her, afterwards. But I was still a little worried about scaring her off.
She had a lot of colds. A lot of warms. For now.
But everything we did together… she seemed to love it. She fell apart. I was pretty sure I could make her fall apart over all of her warms and even some of her colds, if we had enough time.
Yeah; I’d love to know how some of her responses might be different, a year from now.
For the first time, I wondered if she’d find a Dom to play with down in California after she left here. And how many of those colds and warms he’d make hot for her.
I didn’t like that thought, so I shoved it aside.
I knew she’d never had an experience like the one we had the other night. I’d sent her home in a cab the next morning, assuming I’d see her again soon. But after a hard day of training, when I texted her, she said she couldn’t come over. She’d promised her mom they’d have dinner and hang out. That was two nights ago.
Last night, she said she was going to a movie with her best friend, then staying over at her place.
Tonight, she said she had a girls’ night with her cousins that was already planned.
Clearly, she had lots of people in her life who loved her, wanted to spend precious time with her now that she was back in town for just a few weeks. I couldn’t blame them.
But I fucking resented them.
And the Dom drop fog wasn’t lifting.
I was fucking low.
Now, I felt torn between just ordering her to see me and seeing if that would take or being a gentleman and respecting that she had a life outside following my orders. So far, I was trying to be a gentleman about it, and it sucked. I’d wanted to see her tonight.
It was my thirty-first birthday, but I didn’t tell her it was my birthday. I had no idea if she knew.
Margot had invited me over for dinner, but I didn’t reply to her text or answer her call.
I was avoiding my family, non-prioritizing them, like I usually did.
Eventually, around my birthday, I’d usually let one of them guilt me into coming down to Dad’s for dinner. But right now, that wasn’t happening. Because Jolie would be there and I’d no doubt stalk her into a bathroom to fuck her or drag her into a hallway to cram my cock down her throat.
No way I wanted to get carried away and instigate something like that until I was sure she was right about what happened the other night. And every time she had some excuse not to see me, I had to wonder if she was avoiding me.
Would she tell me if she didn’t like something that happened between us? If it scared her or something?
She’d stood up to me when she thought I was a monster, for sure. But she was also sweet and kinda shy.
Submissive.
